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s: you and evan are messing with each other even though he has a fiancée.

w: cheating (obvi), sex, cursing, and etc.

something small and short.

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He gently placed his hands on my waist and grasped onto it tightly, pulling me into him. My hands traveled up his back and around to his chest. He felt warm and strong. I couldn't help but let out a small sigh. We had been doing this for months now, yet every time I was in his arms, my heart raced just as much. He was the one that had initiated this little fling of ours, and even though I knew he was already with someone; I still found myself wrapped up in him whenever I could.

I guess I would be called a home wrecker if anyone knew, and I was okay with that. I was young and single, so I wasn't going to feel bad for not feeling bad. We were two adults that had decided to enjoy the pleasure that the other could offer. But he was very strict about what we were doing being just between the two of us. He didn't want his fiancée to know, nor did he want any of my friends or family to find out.

I was fine with all of his conditions. The worst case scenario is if our secret gets out and the whole world knows.

He kissed me passionately, his tongue sliding into my mouth. His hand reached under my black dress and pulled my panties down. I stepped out of them and kicked them aside. He pushed me against the counter and picked me up. He sat me on the counter, and lifted my dress. His hands moved from my thighs, slowly inching their way to my center.

His lips met mine again, and he pulled away quickly, smiling at me. His fingers slipped inside of me, and my eyes closed. "Oh god..." I breathed, tilting my head back.

His other hand wrapped around the back of my neck and brought my head back up. He smirks and looks into my eyes. "Look at me," he says.

I looked up at him, his eyes never leaving mine. He slid his fingers in and out, and it was almost enough to push me over the edge. His dark eyes looked so deeply into mine, as if he were looking directly into my soul. I moaned loudly, and he smiled. His thumb brushed over my clit and my back arched. He moved faster and harder. My breathing was heavy, and the feeling in the pit of my stomach had gotten more intense. I put my hands onto his shoulders, and my body tightened.

"Oh, oh god," I whimpered, gripping the back of his neck. He continued, and my whole body shuddered. He kissed my cheek, and removed his fingers from me. I hear the sound of him removing his belt and unzipping his jeans. He pulls out his dick and puts on a condom. He pulls my body to the edge of the counter and guides himself into me. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him closer.

He thrusts deep inside of me, and my moans echo throughout the kitchen. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me into him. He went deeper with each thrust, and the feeling had gotten stronger.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I groaned, biting my bottom lip. He smiled and thrusted into me, harder. His body rubbed against my clit and my legs started shaking. My head tilted back, and he kissed my neck. His hips grinded against me, and it was all too much.

My walls clenched around him, and I let out a loud moan. "I'm cumming!" I cried, gripping his shoulder. His hips bucked, and he moaned, his eyes shutting tightly. He came, and we both tried to catch our breaths.

“Fuck..” he whispered, leaning over and resting his head on my shoulder. I ran my hand through his hair and kissed the side of his face.

After a few minutes, he got off of me and tossed the condom in the trash and began to put his clothes back on. I put my panties back on and jumped off the counter, pulling my dress down.

He pulled me into him and kissed me deeply. I smiled and looked up at him. He smirked and rested his forehead against mine.

"I gotta go.." he whispers, his hand caressing my cheek. I didn’t say anything, I just enjoyed the short-lasting moment. “I-I’ll call you later, okay?” I nodded slowly, feeling slightly disappointed. “I wish I could stay longer, y/n, I really wish I could..”

“You still have my key, right?” I asked.

“Yeah..” he nodded.

s: after kit got out of the asylum, things have been different. he has been less lovable and gets frustrated with things easily. he’s stopped showing his wife, y/n, affection and smokes a lot more than before. y/n and kit have an argument about this but it just leads to something else..

w: sexual content, cursing, mention of the asylum, toxic relationship, cigarettes, etc.

keep scrolling if you want the alternative version.

wc: 3K

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Kit walked through the door, the cold breeze hit his face. He sighed as the coldness was finally gone. He took a look around the house, everything looked so untouched. The table in the middle of the room had no food on it, he hasn’t eaten all day and he was expecting Y/n to have made dinner. He sighed.

The male walked to his bedroom, seeing if his wife was in the bedroom. He walked in and saw her putting on a robe.

“You didn’t cook?” Kit said with an attitude, taking off his jacket and hanging it up on the hook. Y/n turned around to look at her husband. Her face expression was unamused.

“I didn’t get to go to the store today, I have a job too, you know.. And besides, there’s times when I cook and you don’t even eat it.” Y/n said, getting defensive. Kit shook his head.

“Whatever.. I thought maybe you would be a good wife for once, but I guess not.. Why am I surprised, huh? I guess I expected too much from you..” Kit said, sighing.

Y/n clenched her jaw. “Go to hell, Kit, you know ever since you came back, you’ve changed. You don’t even spend time with me anymore, you never touch me.. You’re distant and it really hurts me, I feel like you don’t love me anymore and it feels horrible.. and you just don’t care!”

“So, this is why you’re so mad at me all the time? Because I don’t give you enough atten-... you know what, I don't have time for this right now.. I need to relax, I have a headache, and you—“ Y/n cut him off angrily. “See! That’s exactly what I mean! You can never just listen to what I have to say! I just want to talk, we have to fix this relationship somehow..it’s like you don't love me anymore! You never kiss me, or hug me, or even talk to me anymore, it's like I'm invisible.."

Kit scoffed. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Don’t act stupid, you know what I mean, Kit.”

Kit rolled his eyes, "Oh my god, you're ridiculous." He said, walking closer to her. "I don't have to deal with this right now, I'm not dealing with your bullshit."

"Bullshit? Kit, I'm telling you that I want to be in a happy marriage, and I'm not asking for the world, I just want to talk. Why is that so hard for you? Why can't you just listen to me and have a normal conversation with me? Are you afraid of that, Kit? Afraid to just have a nice talk with your wife?"

"Oh my god, why do you have to be so dramatic? Just stop. I just got off work! I have a stressful job, and when I get home, I don't want to hear you complaining!" Kit said, his anger rising.

"So, instead of talking, you're yelling at me and getting angry with me, great way to solve our problems." Y/n said, looking into his eyes.

"You know what? You are such a pain in the ass." Kit said, raising his voice.

"Yeah, well you're an asshole."

Kit shook his head. "You're crazy, y'know that? All you do is complain and nag, and you expect me to do everything you want, like I'm some puppet.." Kit said, looking into her eyes. Y/n scoffed, “I don’t know why I married you..i really don’t..” She said, looking into his eyes.

“I don't know why I married you, either." He said, his jaw clenching. Y/n shook her head, the anger building up inside her. “You're an asshole, I don’t understand why I can’t just have a civil conversation with my husband. I don't want to fight, and then you get all mad. I just wanted to have a conversation and try to fix our marriage, but it seems like you don't even want to."

Kit took a deep breath, "Listen, I understand what you're saying, but I am stressed, tired, and angry. I can't take this right now.." Y/n rolled her eyes, but suddenly Kit had one hell of an idea in mind.

"Screw you, Kit—“ Y/n didn’t finish her sentence, Kit grabbed her by the throat. He looked at her, putting his face closer to hers, his lips almost touching hers.

Y/n gasped, his grip on her neck getting tighter. He pulled her in, and kissed her roughly, his hands still around her neck. He bit her lip, drawing blood, she tried pulling away but he just gripped her tighter, her vision started to get blurry. Kit pulled away, smirking at her.

His fingers brushed against her soft skin, his fingers trailing down her neck, his lips moving close to her ear, his breath warm on her cheek. “I barely touched you, and already, you're wet." Kit whispered in her ear, his voice low. Y/n closed her eyes, feeling him breathe in her scent, her body shivering at his touch. She didn't want him to stop.

Y/n whimpered softly, her body quivering as she felt his fingers slowly moving down her stomach, his hand stopping at her inner thigh. “Stop.” She said out of the little pride she had left, her voice cracking. She wanted to tell him that it wasn’t going to work, but her words wouldn’t come out. She tried to fight the urge to moan as she felt his hand on her thigh, his fingers trailing up, getting closer to her center. He moved closer to her, his lips inches away from her ear.

Y/n swallowed the lump in her throat, trying not to let out a moan, the heat in her core growing. “You sure you want me to stop, suga’? Cause, I think you like it..don't ya'?" He said, his fingers lightly rubbing against her panties. Y/n closed her eyes, trying her best not to show any reaction.

Kit smirked, his other hand reaching down to her thigh. He started rubbing it gently, his fingers grazing over her sensitive spot. She shuddered, letting out a moan.

"You want more, huh?" He asked, his hand moving to her waist. She didn't respond.

"Answer me, sweetheart..do you want more?" He asked again, his finger slowly stroking her inner thigh, sending a wave of pleasure throughout her body.

"Yes..please." She said, her voice shaky, her legs trembling. He chuckled softly, his finger tracing the outline of her pussy. "So wet..." He teased.

He started kissing her neck softly, his lips brushing against her skin. He moved closer to her, his body pressed against hers. She bit her lip, feeling his cock through his pants.

"Tell me what you want, suga'..I can feel how wet you are for me, tell me what you want me to do..what do you want me to do to you?" He said, his voice low.

"I-I fuckk..” He cuts her off by pushing his finger inside her, slowly pumping his finger in and out.

Y/n let out a soft moan, her body quivering, her pussy clenching around his finger.

"You're so tight.." He whispered, his tongue running over her lips, teasing her. She whimpered, her hands gripping his hair, her body trembling. He started pumping his finger faster, his thumb pressing down on her clit, her wetness dripping onto his fingers. He pushes her little body on the bed, his hands on her waist. He pulls her legs up, and pushes them open, revealing her slick pussy.

"Fuck..." He says, licking his lips. He unbuckles his belt and takes his cock out, stroking himself as he watches her. She swallows hard, her breathing was shaky. With no hesitation, he plunges his cock into her pussy, his hand reaching up and grabbing her breast, his nails digging into her skin.

He starts thrusting his cock into her, grunting and groaning, his breathing ragged. He went at his own pace, not slowing down or changing the rhythm. He fucked her hard, his fingers gripping her hips, her nails clawing at his back, leaving scratches. The aggression from him had her feeling pain, her body shuddering with each thrust, his cock slamming against her walls, making her scream.

"Kit..please..n-not so hard..." She begged, her voice breaking. He grinned, his hand gripping her neck tightly, his eyes locking with hers, her mouth parted, her chest heaving. “No, no, you wanted this right? You wanted attention from me, right, babe? Now you have to take all of it.” Kit said, his pace increasing. It was more pain than pleasure for y/n, he had never been so rough with her, she knew her body was going to be sore the next day. She screamed, her nails clawing at his back, drawing blood, her pussy clenching around his dick, the pain becoming more intense. He started groaning loudly, his cock pulsating inside her, her screams getting louder, her body trembling, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

"Oh…ohh.." He moaned, his cock pulsating again, his cum spurting out and filling her, his grip on her neck loosening, his thrusts slowing down, his breathing ragged. He leaned forward and puts his head on her chest, his eyes closing, his breath hot on her skin.

"God damn.." He mumbled, his cock still inside her, her body still trembling, her breathing ragged. She lay there, her body limp, her mind numb, her vision blurry, her heart racing. It wasn’t exactly pleasurable for her, the aggression from him made it hurt, but it also made her feel alive. But he also didn’t last that long..

She felt his hands grab her face, and force her to look at him, her eyes fluttering open, his gaze meeting hers. He gave her a small smile but she didn’t return it, the pain of him fucking her still lingered, and his attitude towards her made her feel weak.

"You okay?" He asked, his eyes scanning her face.

"I-I'm fine." She managed to say, her voice raspy, her throat dry. He gave her another smile, his eyes full of concern, his hands still holding her face. “Just get off me.." She says coldly, pushing him off her. He was confused at her coldness, she normally wouldn't act this way.

"Are you sure you're alright?" He asked again, his voice soft.

"Yes, I'm fine, now leave me alone." She replied, her voice monotone, her eyes blank.

He stared at her, his gaze piercing into her soul. "Alright then.." He said, his tone changing, his voice sounding distant. He reaches over to the night stand, opening the small drawer pulling out a cigarette and a lighter.

She watched as he lit the cigarette, inhaling deeply, his eyes staring straight ahead, the smoke blowing from his mouth, filling the room. She sighed and walked into the bathroom to clean herself up.

alternate version/scrapped: a more nicer kit.

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Kit walked through the door, the cold breeze hit his face. He sighed as the coldness was finally gone. He took a look around the house, everything looked so untouched. The table in the middle of the room had no food on it, he hasn’t eaten all day and he was expecting Y/n to have made dinner. He sighed.

The male walked to his bedroom, seeing if his wife was in the bedroom. He walked into the room and saw her putting on a robe.

“You didn’t cook?” Kit said with an attitude, taking off his jacket and hanging it up on the hook. Y/n turned around to look at her husband. Her face expression was unamused.

“I didn’t get to go to the store today, I have a job too, you know.. And besides, there’s time when I cook and you don’t even eat it.” Y/n said, getting defensive. Kit shook his head.

“Whatever.. I thought maybe you would be a good wife for once, but I guess not.. Why am I surprised, huh? I guess I expected too much from you..” Kit said, sighing.

Y/n clenched her jaw. “Go to hell, Kit, you know ever since you came back, you’ve changed. You don’t even spend time with me anymore, you never touch me.. You’re distant and it really hurts me, I feel like you don’t love me anymore and it feels horrible.. and you just don’t care!”

“So, this is why you’re so mad at me all the time? Because I don’t give you enough atten-... you know what, I don't have time for this right now.. I need to relax, I have a headache, and you—“ Y/n cut him off angrily. “See! That’s exactly what I mean! You can never just listen to what I have to say! I just want to talk, we have to fix this relationship somehow..it’s like you don't love me anymore! You never kiss me, or hug me, or even talk to me anymore, it's like I'm invisible.."

Kit sighed, running his hands through his hair, looking at his wife, noticing the tears that were welling up in her eyes. Y/n wiped her eyes, taking a deep breath and looking away. “Y/n, it's not that I don't love you. I've been through a lot of stuff, you have no idea what I've been through. It's been hard to adjust back to life, like nothing has changed.”

Y/n scoffed, looking at her husband. "That's exactly what I've been talking about, you just never tell me anything! We never talk anymore, I have no idea how you are, how you're feeling, you just close yourself off and I don't know what to do anymore.. It feels like a wall is up, and I can't get past it, no matter how hard I try."

"Y/n, please.."

"I just wish you'd open up and tell me about your feelings, and just treat me like you used to. You don’t tell me you love me anymore, you never even try to kiss me.. It's like you don't love me at all.."

"Y/n, stop crying, please.."

Y/n sniffled. "I can't. I can't do this anymore." She began to sob. Kit walked closer to his wife, grabbing her and hugging her. "Shhh, stop crying, Y/n." Kit tried to calm his wife down, stroking her hair. Y/n sobbed into his chest, her tears making a wet stain on his shirt.

Y/n cried, backing away from him but he tries to bring her closer to him again. "No, don’t touch me! Get away from me!" She pushed him, not doing much since he was bigger and stronger. Kit stepped back a little, “And since I’m such a bad person, kit, why did you marry me?”

Kit groaned, his anger rising. "I married you because I LOVE you, Y/n! You know that!"

"You have a funny way of showing it." Y/n wiped the tears off her face, her eyes were red and puffy.

"Stop being so dramatic, Y/n! You're my wife, I love you, and I would do anything for you, okay?!" He says.

"No, it's not okay. If you really loved me, you would treat me better, and talk to me. It's like you're a completely different person, and I don't know what happened.”

"I've changed, yes, but you have to understand, I'm trying my best. It's been a difficult time for me." Kit said, shaking his head. “And I’m trying to help you and you just push me away and it hurts so bad, and you just don't seem to care about me at all, and I don't know how much longer I can deal with this.."

"Y/n, that is not true. You know I care about you. You know I do. Stop being so ridiculous, Y/n." Kit says. Y/n glared at him.

"It's not ridiculous. It’s true, and you know it. You're selfish. All you think about is yourself, and your problems, and your feelings. You don't think about me, and what I'm feeling. You don't even try to make me happy anymore, it's always about you, and your feelings. You're self-centered, and it's disgusting. You don't love me."

"I don’t? i don’t love you?! Oh, my god! I would give my life for you, Y/n! You know that!” Kit said, exasperated. Y/n shook her head.

"Whatever.” She looks away. “You never show me affection anymore, it's like I'm just an object to you. I don't mean anything to you, I'm just some person who happens to be your wife. You don't care about me, and I know it—”

Kit couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed Y/n's face, and kissed her roughly. Y/n moaned, shocked by his sudden movements. She melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

They broke the kiss, breathing heavily. Kit looked at his wife, his eyes filled with lust. "Don't ever say that again, Y/n. Don't ever doubt my love for you. You're my wife, and I would do anything for you. I love you more than anything, and nothing will change that. Do you understand me?"

Y/n nodded, still a little breathless from the kiss. Kit stared into her eyes, and he pulled her close, kissing her deeply. Y/n gasped, surprised. She closed her eyes, and leaned into the kiss. Kit pulled her body closer to his, pressing his erection against her thigh.

Y/n moaned, grinding her hips against his, feeling his arousal through his pants. Kit groaned, his grip on her tightening.

"Kit.. please.." Y/n begged, her voice breathy. Kit smiled, his eyes dark with desire. He pushed Y/n onto the bed, climbing on top of her. Y/n gasped, her heart beating fast.

Kit began kissing her neck, biting and sucking on her soft skin, marking her. Y/n moaned, her body shivering with pleasure.

"Oh, Kit.." Y/n breathed, her nails digging into his back. Kit moved his hands under her robe, sliding them up her thighs, and gripping her hips tightly.

Y/n bit her lip, her legs shaking with anticipation. "Kit.. please.." She begged, her eyes full of lust.

"What is it, Y/n? What do you want?" Kit asked, smirking.

"Please.. I need you." Y/n whined, her voice shaky.

Kit chuckled, his fingers teasing her entrance. "Is this what you want?"

"Yes.."

Kit inserted two fingers inside her, curling them. Y/n arched her back, moaning loudly. "Oh, God! Yes!" She cried out, her eyes fluttering shut.

Kit continued to pump his fingers inside her, his thumb brushing against her clit. Y/n bucked her hips, grinding against his hand, her body quivering with ecstasy.

"Oh, fuck, Kit.." She moaned, her walls clenching around his fingers. The first time in a while she’s felt this.

"That's right, baby, cum for me.." Kit growled, his voice husky. Y/n cried out, her climax hitting her hard. She shuddered, her body shaking as she orgasmed.

Kit removed his fingers, licking them clean. "Mm.. you taste so good.." He whispered, his voice sending shivers down her spine.

Y/n laid there, panting, her mind clouded with pleasure. She could hear the sound of kit undoing his belt, and the rustling of his clothes. She looked at him, her eyes hazy.

"Fuck, Kit.." She moaned, her thighs rubbing together, trying to create friction.

"That's it, baby.." He murmured, his hands pushing her thighs apart, spreading her legs wide. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft skin.

He aligned his throbbing cock at her entrance, teasing her, his tip brushing against her. Y/n whined, her hands clawing at his back, desperate for him to be inside her.

"Please, Kit, I need you.." She moaned.

Kit groaned, his patience wearing thin. He thrust into her, filling her completely. Y/n moaned, her nails scratching his back.

"Oh, Kit.." She breathed, her hips bucking, her walls clenching around him.

"Fuck, Y/n, you feel so good.." He growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly. Y/n was in complete bliss, her mind foggy. All she could focus on was Kit's cock stretching her walls.

"Fuck, Kit.." She moaned, her nails scratching his back, leaving marks.She hasn’t felt this much pleasure since a few months ago.

"Oh, Y/n, you're so tight.." He groaned, his pace becoming faster, his cock slamming into her, hitting her g-spot. Y/n screamed, her legs shaking.

"Fuck, Kit, I'm gonna cum.." She cried, her orgasm approaching quickly.

"Cum for me, Y/n.." Kit growled, his eyes locked on her.

"Oh, fuck, Kit.." Y/n moaned, her walls spasming, her climax crashing over her.

"Y/n.. oh, god, yes, Y/n.." He grunted, his thrusts becoming sloppy. He buried his face in her neck, his body shuddering as he came, spilling his cum inside her. Y/n gasped, her body quivering, her climax continuing. Kit panted, his breathing ragged.

"Oh, God, Y/n.. I missed that.." He whispered, his voice husky. Y/n giggled, her head spinning.

"Mm, I did, too." She said, her voice breathy.

Kit smiled, pulling her close, his hands stroking her hair. "I-im s-sorry, you know, I really do love you.." Kit kissed her forehead, his arms wrapped around her waist. Her head rested on his chest, her eyes closing.

"I know." She sighed, her heart full of love. “I love you, too."